Well I got the call yesterday.
Apparently she had simply had enough. Can't blame her--what is life without purpose. And, I have consistently robbed her of her life's purpose for months now.
Apparently my holiday negligence pushed her right over the edge. They always say the holidays are some of the roughest times of year.
Like I said I got the call. Mike called me at work.
"Honey- we have had a death in the family... and Addie took it really hard"
GASP! "Not Big!"
Chuckle "Nope-- your exercise ball"
As she started to deflate... a distraught Addie then exclaimed:
"Oh NO!!! Daddy get it!!!....Daddy FIX it! OH NOOOO!" and proceeded to have a meltdown all her own.
She had no idea it was all my fault.